There was no way I could hold back, my muscles tensing as the climax swept from the base of my tingling toes, shooting into my pussy. I lolled my head on his shoulder, issuing a silent scream.
“That’s it. Take all you want, doll. For tonight.”
He held me as the single orgasm became another, the second even more powerful, taking me to new heights of ecstasy. I dropped my head, my breath shallow, cringing the moment he let go of my hands. While his mannerisms were tender, even loving, seconds later he drifted away, moving to a sitting position on the edge of the couch.
Our connection and closeness were broken, the light switch flipped.
He stared at the television as if mesmerized by the romantic comedy that was close to the end. I knew better. He was back in his world of monsters.
I grabbed the blanket, curling my legs against the soft leather and covering my aching body, watching him suffer. A full minute ticked by then a second.
“Talk to me, Lorenzo. What happened tonight?”
Exhaling, he rubbed his jaw. “Nothing for you to worry about, babe.”
Reaching over, I was able to grab his shirt, thrusting it in his face. “You were covered in blood, Lorenzo. If not yours then whose?”
“You ask a lot of questions about things you shouldn’t.”
“That’s bullshit and you know it. I’m involved whether you like it or not.”
He chuckled and gazed down at his hands. While they were scrubbed clean, I had the distinct feeling that they hadn’t been earlier. I couldn’t take my mind off some horrific massacre. “You may be right, Sierra, but there are aspects of my business that you’re not going to learn about. That’s just the way I handle things.”
“That’s right. I’m only a woman and you’re a lone wolf on the hunt.”
He merely turned his head, giving me yet another one of his commanding looks.
I gazed out the set of French doors, admiring the dawn of the day, a beautiful flash of spectacular colors skimming the horizon. A rebirth. New life.
Then why did I continue to fear what the day would bring? Additional changes.
Additional rules.
Additional horrors.
So much had occurred in little more than twenty-four hours.
I wasn’t the same woman I’d been and in truth, I wasn’t entirely certain I liked the person I was becoming.
Or was forced to become.
I slipped off the couch, keeping the blanket wrapped around me as I grabbed my clothes and headed toward the door, stopping just inside the doorway. “You know what’s interesting? I was really worried about you, almost frantic in fact. I had to beg your bodyguards to call you just to see if you were alive. My instincts told me that you were in danger. I honestly don’t know what that says about me. Why should I bother? I’m just an object. So be it.” I took a few seconds to laugh bitterly, certainly not expecting a response.
And I didn’t get one.
“Anyway, whatever happened to you changed you. I can tell by the look in your eyes. You may be all powerful and a dangerous man, but you’re still a man and one I remembered has a heart and soul. He’s the man I came running to and the reason I allowed myself to believe you could help me. Not because you’d track down the monster who killed Lucas, but because you’d actually give a damn what happened to me. I guess four years ago was just a show. Just continue killing and using people, Lorenzo, if that makes you happy, but you’re going to end up alone and very lonely.”
I hesitated only briefly, holding my breath. A single tear slipped past my lashes as I rushed up the stairs, my thoughts shifting to the same fear I’d had all night. Death.
Someone had died only hours before and this time, the blood was on Lorenzo’s hands.
And what was worse? This was just the beginning.
Lorenzo
Damn it. Damn it all to hell.
Lies. Secrets. Games.
I hated all three, had beaten a man nearly to death once for those particular atrocities. I’d allowed the third assailant to live so he could go running back to Axel with my message.
You will die.
If I knew anything about the violent man, he hated anyone who challenged his authority.
My hand ached from spanking her, as well as the intense beating I’d given my would-be assassin. My heart also ached from caring far too damn much and my cock from another wave of irrational desire. The woman had burned a hole in me.
I allowed my mind to wander for a few precious seconds. The moment I’d noticed she wasn’t wearing the anal plug, I was thrown, as if a gesture of that nature was anything to get pissed off about. She was going to continue fighting me in every way. That was her nature and damn, it excited the hell out of me.
I rubbed my jaw, my entire body tense. I wanted to taste her, use her, and fuck her again.
And again.
Business. You have to think about business. Yeah, I had to think about revenge.
Why did she lie to me? Why not just tell me the fucker knew who she was? Maybe holding something back was her attempt at keeping some control. There was something behind Axel’s need to kill her. The nagging thought would remain.
However, she was right about something I’d refused to admit to myself. I would end up alone, but likely from my own choice. I shouldn’t have made the terms of the deal. I shouldn’t have bought into the concept that I could be powerful enough to protect her against a scum like Axel. I had to get her somewhere safe and that certainly wasn’t going to be locked down at my house. If he had no issue sending his men into a restaurant full of skillfully trained Francesco soldiers as well as the heads of the Francesco organization, he would stop at nothing to get to her.